Vertigo

There's only one way purpose can flow Below the fire I resurface as cold to bestow That we know vertigo is converted to glow Lately I've been thinking about things Stresses on my brain connected to my flame With your iridescent wings a blessing other girls Can't contest it invested in the indulgence of this dream Very tangible we exist as true Non-mechanical equipped to view the botanical Abundance born in a reverie Form follows function the mind is trembling The anguish is lessening This is the day of reckoning Mental wreckage meant To check it catch the message spend the seconds compelled To express it success in lessons possessing The impressions of a life destined to be in the present Incessant always in session testing The limits until there are none damn this a hard one Why destroy when we can rebuild? Why patronize when we can be real? Why disrupt when we can be still? Will we grow or is vertigo all we know? Why destroy when we can rebuild? Why patronize when we can be real? Why disrupt when we can be still? Will we grow or is vertigo all we know? Place your lies up to the sky when I look up I scavenge To find that one distant fixed star I grab it Quick heart slow madness dissolve steps forward In technology regression in quality of life We are slaves commodities laid to rest in a bubble Money spent so the elites can continue enslaving Us on deeper levels leave the devils alone In order to be a rebel overstimulation under Communicating depending on the current configuration Otherwise we're just intimidated inundated With information they know everything about you In a simulation they control what surrounds you New generations born into advancements Torn from attachments nothing but a fragment The truth is we aren't reliant on them They are reliant on us figure it out time is up Why destroy when we can rebuild? Why patronize when we can be real? Why disrupt when we can be still? Will we grow or is vertigo all we know? Why destroy when we can rebuild? Why patronize when we can be real? Why disrupt when we can be still? Will we grow or is vertigo all we know?